30+

There are women whose faces are not covered in foundation, but in self-confidence. Their voices have a slight hoarseness of maturity, and their movements show they know exactly how to sit down to make life fall in love again. They have long since lost their illusions, but they have their favourite pyjamas, a pair of heels ‘for special occasions’ and an inner vibe of ‘everything is under control’.

She can laugh at the fact that she once waited for a prince, and now waits for a discount on wine. But inside, she still burns - not with a light bulb, but with a torch. One that warms, but if you get too close, it will burn you. And while everyone around her seems tired, she is the opposite. With each passing year, she becomes tastier, calmer, more honest. Just a thirty-year-old: neither a girl nor an aunt, but a perfectly roasted version of herself.